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Chapter 1321 Hello Your Highness, I have a lot of money
"Come on, hack me..."

"Come on, hack me..."

"Come on, hack me..."

Ye Bufan's unscrupulous provocative voice echoed in the entire Divine Soldiers space.

The little fairy was stunned.

In the long river of history, in the endless years, she has imprisoned countless creatures. Among these creatures, there are all kinds of creatures, from the ants in the mortal realm to the emperor in the primordial realm. She also sees strange things. She has done a lot, but she has never encountered such a wonderful thing as Ye Bufan, who even offered to ask herself to strike him with the Lightning of the Holy Prison.

What is Holy Prison Soul Suppression Thunder?
That is the punishment law of the holy prison, which represents pain, destruction, and pain.

Not only that, the Holy Prison Soul Suppression Thunder will also adjust itself according to the strength of the prisoner. If the prisoner is weak, the Holy Prison Soul Suppression Thunder will be weak. On the contrary, the stronger the prisoner, the Holy Prison Soul Suppression Thunder will be stronger. The soul-suppressing thunder will not suppress and kill prisoners, but will only make the prisoner's life worse than death under the limit of the prisoner.

But this person in front of him is not bad, he actually begged himself to hack the soul-suppressing thunder of the Holy Prison that others can't avoid.

In the mess and speechless, the little fairy uttered three words directly: "Crazy."

"You are crazy, your whole family is crazy, you want to imprison this young master, and see how he will deal with you."

But Ye Bufan ignored it, angrily reprimanded, and then continued to refine the divine weapon space.

"You you you, you presumptuous."

In an instant, the little fairy was furious.

"boom!!"

In the next second, within the space, a golden holy prison soul suppressing thunder fell out of thin air.

"puff!!"

The lightning from the Holy Prison landed on Ye Bufan's body, piercing through the body and directly into the soul.

"Ow..."

The heart-piercing pain hit, Ye Bufan couldn't help howling, his whole body trembled and convulsed uncontrollably, but he was so happy because of the pain, because Ye Bufan clearly felt that the soul of the Holy Prison The moment Lei entered his sea of ​​consciousness space, his fusion of Ouyang Xian's soul fragments resumed more than ten times the previous speed.

It's this feeling.

In the next second, Ye Bufan gritted his teeth, held tears in his eyes, and continued to yell unscrupulously: "Hahaha, come on, come and hack me, what nonsense Holy Prison Soul Suppression Thunder, I tell you, this young master will not give in... ..."

"boom!"

After Ye Bufan's words fell, another thunderbolt from the Holy Prison struck down.

"Ow..."

In an instant, Ye Bufan's heart-piercing howl echoed throughout the space.

"boom!!"

It was also at this time that Ye Bufan's cultivation base broke through in an instant, and from then on, he became a demigod intermediate.

This feeling - cool.

But this is not enough, far from enough.

"Hahaha, Holy Prison Soul Suppression Thunder, what a Holy Prison Soul Suppression Thunder, have fun, come on, keep hitting me, don't stop, whoever stops is a bastard..."

"Neuropathy."

Facing Ye Bufan's clamor, the little fairy complained. She didn't notice Ye Bufan's breakthrough at all, but just said: "Since you like being struck by lightning so much, then continue to be struck by lightning." After leaving a sentence, the little fairy The fairy immediately lost her voice.

She obviously didn't want to continue to deal with Ye Bufan's psychopath.

Ye Bufan didn't care about this.

From the beginning to the end, his goal was to suppress the soul thunder in the Holy Prison. Now that the goal has been achieved, the little fairy is naturally not important.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The golden Holy Prison Lightning Thunder fell again and again, Ye Bufan was in pain and joy.

... The outside world, the temple, the Temple of the Holy Maiden.

Now, seven days have passed since Ouyang Xian's fall.

For seven days, Linghuxue's mood was very, very anxious, and even more unusually uneasy.

Although she didn't know whether Ye Bufan was alive or dead, the fall of Ouyang Xian had already become a fact.

Not only that, but as the master of the temple and the only one in the human camp who can check and balance the demon lord Mo Tianxuan, Ouyang Xian's fall is tantamount to a catastrophe for the entire human race.

Although the form of Tianwaitian is still the same as before, Linghuxue knows that with the fall of Ouyang Xian, the entire human race is actually in turmoil.

Once the army of the Heavenly Demon Race invades at this time, the Human Race will undoubtedly be defeated.

How to do?How to do?
For seven days, Linghuxue racked her brains, but still couldn't think of a countermeasure.

It's not that she is incompetent, but... in the face of absolute strength, all plots and schemes are futile.

Ouyang Xian is dead, but Mo Tianyun is still alive.

Without the human race serving the gods, how can they compete with the demon race?
Although she has now controlled the fact of Ouyang Xian's demise, but if she can hide it for a while, can it be hidden for a lifetime?
This news will be leaked sooner or later, and at that time... Linghuxue simply can't imagine.

Ye Bufan was struck by lightning from the Holy Prison for six full days and six nights in the divine soldier space, but she was still able to sleep for one day and one night, but Linghu Xue had been sleepless for seven full days and seven nights, and now she was exhausted physically and mentally. .

"Squeak..."

Suddenly, the originally closed door of the Saintess Hall was pushed open from the outside, and suddenly, a slightly harsh voice sounded in the hall.

Linghuxue was awakened in an instant, and she glanced at the gate of the Saintess Hall. At this moment, the gate had not been completely pushed open, and Linghuxue hadn't seen anyone outside yet, but her heart was anxious, and she was even physically and mentally exhausted. She was furious in an instant: "Didn't I already tell you that no one should disturb me without my permission, now...no matter who you are, get out of here."

However, the people outside obviously ignored Linghu Xue. In an instant, the door was pushed open from the outside. Zhuge Ming and Dongfang Qiuyu, the two vice-masters of the temple, walked into the hall of the saint first, one on the left and the other on the right. Behind them are all the hundreds of demigods in the temple.

Seeing this scene, Linghuxue stood up from the throne of the saint with a "swipe", and then she looked at Zhuge Ming and Dongfang Qiuyu, and angrily scolded: "Zhuge Ming, Dongfang Qiuyu, what do you want to do? Rebellion? "

If only Zhuge Ming and Dongfang Qiuyu had come, Linghuxue would definitely not have such a big reaction, but the current situation is that not only Zhuge Ming and Dongfang Qiuyu came, but also other demigods from the temple. Under such circumstances, Linghuxue naturally felt a little unusual, even...uneasy.

However, be it Zhuge Ming or Dongfang Qiuyu, even any of the demigods present ignored Linghuxue. After they entered the Holy Maiden Hall, they immediately separated into two groups headed by Zhuge Ming and Dongfang Qiuyu. On the side, Zhuge Ming is on the left, and Dongfang Qiuyu is on the right.

"Ok?"

The weird scene made Linghuxue stunned: "You..."

Before Linghuxue could speak, a fat man in brocade robes had already walked in slowly outside the hall.

"Boom bang!!"

After the fat man entered the Saintess Hall, the guards outside closed the gate of the Saintess Hall again.

In the hall, there was a dead silence.

"Ok?"

Seeing the fat man in brocade robes in front of him, Linghuxue frowned involuntarily.

Demigod intermediate? ?
Linghuxue can be sure that in her impression, Tianwaitian does not have this demigod at all.

"who are you?"

Immediately, her expression froze, and she looked at the fat man in brocade robe and robe in front of her and asked in a deep voice.

Qian Duoduo put his hands behind his back, faced Linghuxue, smiled slightly, and said, "Hello, Your Highness, my sire Qian Duoduo, you can call me President Qian."

(End of this chapter)